The fall season typically bestows on us a long awaited reprieve from the merciless summer heat. And as if this season delights in our continued suffering, it dramatically brings forth cooler weather via allergen-rich frontal systems with periodic bands of ice-cold rain. Some people navigate the weather with apathy and grace, while others are emo and write poems about it. The following haiku explore how two very different people, make their respective ways into a store during an episode of unforgiving weather.